Lifting the Anvil
When I woke up on January 1, 2021, I felt lighter, as if in the night I’d dropped 20 pounds of gloom off of my shoulders and onto the floor. The physical ...
When I woke up on January 1, 2021, I felt lighter, as if in the night I’d dropped 20 pounds of gloom off of my shoulders and onto the floor. The physical ...
Over the last week, and then again today while on a run, I sorted through 2016 and whittled down a collection of lessons I’ve learned in the last year. I&...
I wish I could be one of those sorts who is endlessly positive, overflowing with optimism and possibility. Annoyingly so. Alas, that’s not me, not even cl...
By the time I tried to pray the flu away, it was too late. Fever struck Friday night and it stayed for four days, along with chills, aches, and the lot. (On the...